(No proof-read)
*what happened before*
So here are we, on Kaat's bed (sorry not sorry) continuing what happend on the 10th floor.
Guess a memory both of us will not forget that easily.
*
I looked down at Cameron sleeping, and poked his cheek.
"Hey."
Poke poke poke.
"Wake up."
Poke poke poke.
I cocked my head to the side while I sat cross legged infront of him.
I was about to poke him again but he grabbed my wrist and raised a brow. His eyes didn't open.
"Why are you so annoying in the morning?" He said, his voice husky by lack of speaking.
"Learned it of the best." I huffed. Trying to get my wrist out of his hold.
"Is Kaat such a pain in the ass?" He muttered rolling over to face the wall and yanked me with him.
"Ouch." Now I was half laying over Cameron still trying to pull my wrist out, this is everything but comfortable.
He just let out a chuckle and pulled me over him that my back touched his bare chest.
He did his arm over my waist and slit his hand from my wrist to my hand and intertwined our fingers."Stay in bed a little longer." He said in a low voice.
I pulled the blanket over me and nestled me in his arms and let out a heavy sigh and closed my eyes.
"Good idea." I said drifting back to sleep.
After about two hours I got out of Cameron's hold and made my way downstairs to get something to drink and maybe make breakfast.
I hoped downstairs to see Kaat laying against Drew while he had his arm over her shoulder and she was tracing with her finger over the tattoo on his upperarm.
I tiptoed to the kitchen in the hope not to bother them.
"You suck at being queit Maalem." Kaat called still her gaze fixed on the TV. I heard Drew chuckle a little.
"Well. I'm sorry, Raes."
If she's calling me last names, I will do too.
"I didn't know your last name is Raes." I heard Drew comment.
I saw Kaat look at Drew, "now you do." She said matter of factly.
"Well, I'd love to change your last name." I heard Drew say in a low voice, and his head was also getting closer to Kaat's.
I had the urge to 'awwww' but I made my way to the kitchen, got my drink and ran upstairs to not disturb the couple any longer, I will tease her with this later anyways.
"You left." I heard Cameron murmur while he went with his hand over his face and held his eyes half open to block out the light that came through the window of the sun that was already in the middle of the sky, it was probably past 12 already.
"Wanted to drink something." I smiled and picked some clothes out of my closet.
"I don't want to get out of this bed." He comented.
"That's Kaat her bed, so you better should before she finds out." I laughed slightly, I knew Kaat didn't go by the motto, 'sharing is caring'. It took me atleast 2 years of friendship before she even wanted to share clothes. So I think she wouldn't be jumping of excitment to know Cameron has slept in her bed.
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Only Her
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